Art remains the one way possible of speaking truth.
ROBERT BROWNINGArt remains the one way possible of speaking truth.
ROBERT BROWNINGPleasure must succeed to pleasure, else past pleasure turns to pain.
ROBERT BROWNINGGrow old along with me! The best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made. Our times are in his hand who saith, ‘A whole I planned, youth shows but half; Trust God: See all, nor be afraid!
ROBERT BROWNINGMeasure your mind’s height by the shade it casts.
ROBERT BROWNINGMy sun sets to rise again.
ROBERT BROWNINGThe aim, if reached or not, makes great the life: Try to be Shakespeare, leave the rest to fate!
ROBERT BROWNINGOne who never turned his back but marched breast forward, never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, sleep to wake.
ROBERT BROWNINGWhat a thing friendship is – World without end.
ROBERT BROWNINGNo, when the fight begins within himself, / A man’s worth something.
ROBERT BROWNINGWhat’s a man’s age? He must hurry more, that’s all; Cram in a day, what his youth took a year to hold.
ROBERT BROWNINGI count life just a stuff To try the soul’s strength on.
ROBERT BROWNINGYou never know what life means till you die; even throughout life, tis death that makes life live.
ROBERT BROWNINGGrow old with me! The best is yet to be.
ROBERT BROWNINGI walked a mile with Pleasure; She chattered all the way. But left me none the wiser For all she had to say. I walked a mile with Sorrow And ne’er a word said she; But oh, the things I learned from her When Sorrow walked with me!
ROBERT BROWNINGGod be thanked, the meanest of his creatures Boasts two soul-sides, one to face the world with, One to show a woman when he loves her.
ROBERT BROWNINGThe moment eternal – just that and no more – When ecstasy’s utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut, and lips meet!
ROBERT BROWNING